Piste-bashing in the KTM X-Bow R
More classic anniversary TG road trips: they said it couldn’t be done. A stupid idea. We went and did it anyway
Posted: 11 Oct 2013
The sun is painting the view in livid shades of orange as it claws its way over the cusp of the valley. The snow around us looks gently blue, the KTM utterly, totally alien. We stop for bit and cast about for signs of life. Nothing. The whole place is profoundly still. Quiet to the point that you imagine you can hear the sunshine splashing over the glacier in a fiery tide. In front is a wide expanse of piste that heads up into the ski area, with snowbanks protecting the edges of the cliff. It would be rude not to try, at least.